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We held school in the grocery store tonight. Sounds odd, right? Well, I’m still learning to teach my daughter not everything comes from books. So since I needed to pick up some lunches for her, I dragged her along.

We went over items in the produce department. What things were, related to, similarities of root veggies, peppers, eggplant, etc. Then she spotted it; the coconut.

Silly me had a “brilliant” idea. I asked her, “would you like to buy one and we’ll crack it open?” She was excited. She ran and picked up the $1.99 coconut. We continued about our shopping. Looking at price tags, calculating costs, etc.

Fast forward to arriving home. I put away the groceries and we begin. I read the directions of this mislabeled “quick cut coconut”. The coconut comes scored and the directions say to poke a hole in the coconut along this scored line using a dull knife.

I had my daughter shake the coconut. She heard the water inside. She then thought the water and the flesh would be white. Well after hammering on the coconut with a dull knife, my hand started cramping like I was torturing it into a death-grip around this knife.

I now see what one of these brown, hairy spheres of hardness can kill a person if they fall from a tree. Good grief, who the Hades opens these things on a regular basis? Better question is HOW???? I mean, I was hammering so hard, I could have built a fine piece of furniture. Ok, so that’s how it sounded, but really how long does it take to open? If someone considers the amount of time it took to pierce such a tiny hole to shake out the 8 oz of water inside, I’d hate to see there definition of long. I did consider throwing it on the floor to see if it would split open. Then figured with my luck, I’d crack the floor. Scratch that idea.

The directions said to continue around the score on the coconut to open and scoop out the flesh. Screw that! I put it in the fridge for the hubby to take a crack at in the morning. As far as I’m concerned, my daughter saw the water was clear, a bit of the flesh proved it was white and I call the experiment officially over!

Sheesh, I won’t do in the name of education. I will give the stores whatever they want to charge me regarding coconuts. It was fun while it lasted and I’m not sure when that fun started, but fresh coconuts are not forte.